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Day: September 30, 2017

On the light up floor
[Pre-Chorus]
But I hear sounds in my mind
Brand new sounds in my mind
But honey I’ll be seein’ you ‘ever I go
But honey I’ll be seein’ you down every road
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
[Chorus]
‘Cause honey I’ll come get my things, but I can’t let go
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
Oh, honey I’ll come get my things, but I can’t let go
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
Yes, honey I’ll come get my things, but I can’t let go
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
Oh, I wish I could get my things and just let go
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
[Outro]
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it On the light up floor
[Pre-Chorus]
But I hear sounds in my mind
Brand new sounds in my mind
But honey I’ll be seein’ you ‘ever I go
But honey I’ll be seein’ you down every road
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
[Chorus]
‘Cause honey I’ll come get my things, but I can’t let go
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
Oh, I wish I could get my things and just let go
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
[Verse 2]
Sometimes I wake up in a different bedroom
I whisper things, the city sings ’em back to you
[Refrain]
All those rumors, they have big teeth
Hope they bite you
Thought you said that you would always be in love
But you’re not in love no more
Did it frighten you
How we kissed when we danced on the light up floor? [Verse 1]
I do my makeup in somebody else’s car
We order different drinks at the same bars
I know about what you did and I wanna scream the truth
She thinks you love the beach, you’re such a damn liar
[Refrain]
Those great whites, they have big teeth
Hope they bite you
Thought you said that you would always be in love
But you’re not in love no more
Did it frighten you
How we kissed when we danced on the light up floor?

[Verse 1: Yukimi Nagano]
Cloudless, no rain, showers surround
So busy for the one I found
Weightless, [?]
I’m bound for you
[Pre-Chorus 1: Yukimi Nagano
Rushing won’t get us anywhere [?]
So stressed, well I just wanna let you know
That stressin’ upside down
We don’t need that now
[Chorus 1: Yukimi Nagano & Faith Evans]
All I want is peace of mind
We won’t rush it this time
Let’s just lay here, right here
Peace of mind
Won’t be caught in the chase
Here together, all we need is
[Verse 2: Yukimi Nagano]
Dark days, they used to swallow my truth
And hide treasures far from you
This time a dusty Sunday will soothe
The blues away

[Pre-Chorus 2: Yukimi Nagano]
Stressin’ can make this [?] less than whole
So, we better listen to our favourite melody
Come here and dance with me
[Chorus 2: Yukimi Nagano & Faith Evans]
All I want is peace of mind
We won’t rush it this time
Let’s just lay here, right here with
Peace of mind
Won’t be caught in the chase
Here together, all we need is
Peace of mind
Moments don’t waste with time
You can’t buy it, baby
Peace of mind
[Verse 3: Yukimi Nagano]
Yes, you’re in a hurry for who? Reaching your goals don’t please you
Go smell the flowers, go think for hours
A midnight walk, late night talk
Or sweet moments, your fine life
Second chances, they come sometimes
[Chorus 2: Faith Evans]
Peace of mind
We won’t rush it this time
Let’s just lay here, right here
Peace of mind
Won’t get caught in the chase
Here together, all we need is
Peace of mind
Moments don’t waste with time
You can’t buy it, baby
Peace of mind

[Intro]
Aye
Goin’ up top catchin’ plays like I’m Victor Cruz nigga
And I’m catchin’ picks, I’m catchin’ yours too nigga
You ain’t Drew Brees nigga, that’s a flu flicker
[Verse]
My nigga still be stealin’ cars, he love that stuff nigga
He done brought me a brand new car, I told him "Nigga get me a rental"
Like how the hell I’ma tell him chill, that shit ain’t cool nigga
‘Cause I used to do it with him and I maneuver in ’em
Damn right we hit the scene together, I hit the news with him
But I hit news by myself before I hit the news with him
I ain’t tellin’ you how I’ma play it
I ain’t tellin’ you how I move nigga
Hell yeah that’s what I do, but that ain’t what I do nigga
I don’t even feel like nigga tellin’ ya kids to stay in school
‘Cause I always did the opposite, nigga I ain’t stay in school
Maybe if they told me not to go, I probably would’ve stayed in school
Codeine and orange soda, that’s my formula, I want baby food
I don’t eat baby food, I don’t eat baby food
Put a "O" in front of the Range Rover, that’s a orange coupe
That’s a strange coupe
That’s a orange Range Rover coupe
That’s a o-range rover, that’s a fruit
Y’all so cute, get her
She for you, she a swoop
On a boot
1800 Tequila, I’m litty like Peter Boo
Peter Boo thought she for him, she for me, she for you
No, SG is not a crew, we a team, not a crew
This shit deeper to me than you
You can’t even see no we and you
You creep just like them people too
That’s why it ain’t no me and you
I go peep the truth, see Pooh
He could shoot on the roof, he peekaboo
I say my vowels for the dollar bill, I "A-E-I-O-U"
First thing first is I-O-U
I’ma spray first if I owe you
My nigga in prison goin’ crazy, keep on askin’ me ’bout his lady
I ain’t finna be out here watchin’ her page
I ain’t finna be out here stalkin’ yo lady
And my brother ’bout to have a baby
‘Bout to be a uncle and I’m a baby
Paranoid, I’m livin’ dangerous
Paranoid, I’m overthinkin’
Wrap the car up just to spray it
Put it up then candy paint it
I’m a baby with a baby
I done killed so much-a babies
I done kidnapped
I done whipped so much-a babies
If the neighbors hear me, they gon’ call the police
Child neglect, call the DCF on me
Child abuse, I’m in the kitchen droppin’ a 14
All that night I was ridin’ ’round the city to this slow beat
If the neighbors hear me, they gon’ call the police
DCF called child neglect on me
Water whippin’ in the kitchen, I’m droppin’ a 14
Got that glizzy, ridin’ ’round the city to this slow beat
[Outro]
I done lost my mind all night, when I grind I don’t get no sleep
You goddamn right once they let me out, I’m in yo’ hoe cheeks
I think these niggas lactose intolerant, they don’t get no cheese

You owe nothin’ but your love man
Boy, do what you want man
Was trappin’ out apartments
Now I’m takin’ off on Tarmacs
Don’t be driven by a contract
Have your lawyer check the CARFAX
Not amazed with contact
There ain’t nothin’ that my God lacks
I don’t need none of your star stats
I was good way before rap
Wrote these so my God claps
Hall of Fame, where my guards at? [Hook]
Boy, don’t nobody own us
HGA that’s the law, yeah
Spurgeon with the Baldwin
Commas way after callin’
Patrick Ewing in the garden
Goin’ for my people starvin’
Keepin’ up with no Joneses
Generous with my goal, yeah
Boy, don’t nobody own us
[Verse 1]
Squad needed merch so we bought our own shop
Free as my own hair, but I got it on lock
Counted our loss, counted our loss
Excuse me, I’m just tryna trust God
Finished all my lab, did it there for the money
God said had to write it on the check
Don’t nobody own us
This right here ain’t a loaner
I move forward, too focus
All out of games, no tokens
No token, what’s that? [Hook]
Boy, don’t nobody own us
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
Boy, don’t nobody own us
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
In a lane with myself, yeah
In a lane with myself, yeah
Boy, don’t nobody
No nonsense, (No nonsense?)
Yeah
[Verse 2]
I taught KBJ no nonsense, yeah
Don’t you ever skip my process
Does it honor God and conscience? Nothin’ but Satan, no love, get no love
But ain’t talk, that’s my bonus
But my quota, what’s that? [Pre-Hook]
Woke up, glow up, yeah
A lot of y’all still don’t know us
So what? Hip-Hop won’t involve this
Radio hasn’t bought this
Way, way too exhausted
To tap dance for your profits
I’m in love with my core fans
Only die before the door slams
Write free on my coffin
Christ rules with my content
Race, faith, and devotion
Free sons and the daughters
Free sons and the daughters
Boy, don’t nobody
I’m in my bag, I’m back to back compassionate
With a faster whip, with a fashion sense
Don’t try to tell me how to act in this
I’m black and rich and a Nazareth
And passages attached to Him
That’ll activist with a dash of wrist
But I’m back to biz, and packs of kids
And the facts are lit, get back on the fact that is
The master is back in this
Can’t fathom this, born again
Only one manumit

[Pre-Hook]
Woke up, show love
A lot of y’all still don’t know us
So what? He said death can’t hold us
Nah, I’ma tell ya’ll my motive
[Hook]
Boy, don’t nobody own us
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
Boy, don’t nobody own us
In a lane with myself, yeah
In a lane with myself, yeah
In a lane with myself, yeah
Boy, don’t nobody us

[Hook: Jacquees]
Met her in the club
All the ballers showing love
Can you party with a thug
I’m just trying to show you love
VIP we got it packed
This is where the party at
You’re the one I wanna know
So tell me how it’s supposed to go
[Verse 1: Dej Loaf]
He said meet me in Miami
Ever been on a jet girl don’t you panic
Get used to the whips and the mansions
He ain’t know I was this thick
T-Shirt, Panties
We hit the club together we tip the dancers
Might grab a couple if they really attractive
Or I can keep it classy I can get romantic
It’s all up to you
What you wanna do
[Pre-Hook: Jacquees]
I used to love em, leave em
Girl it’s something about you
Think I’ma keep you
Pull up in the Wagon I put the Jeep up
Girl we living lavish so kick your feet up
[Hook: Jacquees]
Met her in the club
All the ballers showing love
Can you party with a thug
I’m just trying to show you love
VIP we got it packed
This is where the party at
You’re the one I wanna know
So tell me how it’s supposed to go
[Verse 2: Jacquees]
Let’s take a trip to the other side
Tell me if you’re thinking otherwise
You’re a boss I wanna treat you
I know you tired of all the leeches
Girl I’m in love with all your features
And I will love you til your knees weak
It could be simple but it ain’t easy
I know you know what’s up
It’s all on us
[Pre-Hook: Dej Loaf]
I used to love em, leave em
Boy it’s something bout you
Think I’ma keep you
I pull up in the Wagon I put the Jeep up
Boy we living lavish kick your feet up
[Bridge: Dej Loaf]
All I wanna do
Is get away with you
You had me at hello, what’s up
What we gonna do when we leave this club
[Hook: Jacquees]
Met her in the club
All the ballers showing love
Can you party with a thug
I’m just trying to show you love
VIP we got it packed
This is where the party at
You’re the one I wanna know
So tell me how it’s supposed to go

Part I
[Intro]
Blow your mind
[Verse 1: Jay IDK]
This that drive-by
This that Shawty Lo in Impala
Hello out the whip
With the clip, make you bye-bye
Roll the windows up
Hotbox, smokin’ la la
Roll the windows down
See the opps, it’s a problem
Shit, really I’m a good boy
But that Trapaholics tag turned me to a hood boy
Blunt guts on the floor, I’m a Backwood boy
Lookin’ at me wrong, make you wish you never looked, boy
Screamin’ out the window like, “Fuck you, pay me”
Stick you for the cash like my nickname Baby (brrr)
Used to have a job, but that job barely paid me
Charley’s Grilled Subs tried to minimum wage me, lately
Hangin’ with my niggas makes me wanna start trouble
If they fight, I’ma fight, make this shit a royal rumble
I’m a gang gang nigga ’til the jump outs come
If the jump outs come, guaranteed I’m gon’ run
[Chorus: Yung Gleesh & Jay IDK]
Here’s a little story ’bout them boys that’s hittin’ licks, ayy
Pizza spot, pizza shop, gimme that shit, ayy
Gimme that shit, ayy, gimme that shit, ayy
Pizza spot, pizza shop, gimme that shit, ayy
Here’s a little story ’bout them boys that’s hittin’ licks, ayy
Run nigga, nigga, run, nigga, nigga, run
Pizza spot, pizza shop, gimme that shit, ayy
Run nigga, nigga, run, nigga, nigga, run
Gimme that shit, ayy, gimme that shit, ayy
Run nigga, nigga, run, nigga, nigga, run
Pizza spot, pizza shop, gimme that shit, ayy
Run nigga, nigga, run, nigga, nigga, run
[Verse 2: Jay IDK]
I used to wanna hang with Dae Dae and them (Dae Dae and them)
I used to wanna hang with Nelson and them (Nelson and them)
I used to wanna hang with Diemon and them (Diemon and them)
‘Til they gave all three 40 years in the Pen
But that’s the way you get respect when you tryna be ’bout it
Shit I was goin’ down that road, but my phone kept reroutin’
They tryna go the right way, but the left said, ayy
You gon’ ride, ride, ride, ride, ride for the gang
So now we speedin’ to the pizza place
Closin’ up, it’s gettin’ late
Someone gotta rob the shit
Everybody look at Jay
Gang, gang nigga ’til the jump outs come
If the jump outs come, guaranteed I’m gon’
Run that shit
[Interlude]
Drop dis like a fuckin’ gunshot blaow! That’s when I seen a red light blinkin’ in peripheral
I took the cam’s position and reversed it like reciprocal, hah
I put a gun to her neck, she put her hand on the safe
I hear a car creepin’ up and then I tell her to wait
Hold up, don’t make a sound, just let his ass drive around
And you will not feel a round, shhh
Car creepin’ up, creepin’ up, creep, creepin’ up
Car creepin’ up, creepin’ up, creep, creepin’ up
Police car creepin’ up, creepin’ up, creep, creepin’ up
Car creepin’ up, creepin’ up, creep, creep
[Verse 2: MF DOOM]
Me the villain
Dudes known to do more hustlin’ than stealin’
Papi snatch your soul out if you’re in your feelings
Never do no types of discussions around dealings
Get focused, y’all
Telephone bring repercussions to your well-being
And Instagram put clowns in a jam
Doin’ 10 straight in a cell, hot plate eatin’ Spam
Wanna be the man, but don’t see the plan
[Verse 3: Del the Funky Homosapien]
Finally someone let me out of my cage
Little did they know, I’ma hit the front page in three days (damn)
These days peeps do anything to make a buck (I know)
Jackin’ jackers like they tryna win the sweepstakes
Each day I be fightin’ for my sanity (yeah)
My ho stay mad at me (what,) she just a liability (fuck it)
She called the pizza shop, said she needed a delivery
They arrived, but she broke, are you kiddin’ me? Next question is: where the tape at? Part II
[Intro: Jay IDK]
Load the clip, rob, repeat
Load the clip, rob, repeat
Load the clip, rob, repeat
Load the clip, rob, repeat
[Verse 1: Jay IDK]
Now everybody get up on the fuckin’ ground
And if you make a sound, I might have to drown it with these rounds
Knowin’ I’m no killer, but fuck it, I’m tryna be that nigga
So my actin’ skills kick in, I’m Michael Jackson off of Thriller, hehehe
Where the safe at? Don’t make me ask again
Where the safe at? I got back from answerin’ job calls
I seen a fool hop out the window, just boxers on
I recognized her from the pizza shop
I’m already deducin’ that my ho had to have somethin’ to do with this

(Yeah)
Press your life, how the fuck you feel? Yeah, and not the navajos
Skippin’ Spanish with your bitch like vamanos
At night, hit the lick with the toasty toast
Hit the alley, then I hit 12 with the okie doke (haha)
You’ll never catch me (ha,) you’ll never catch me
My description was a 5’9" nigga with mild acne
Ski mask, coat and boots make me look like a tall athlete
So they lose every time that they thinkin’ they ’bout to bag me
[Chorus: Jay IDK]
We (yeah)
We don’t give a fuck about you (right)
Your homie on your block’ll get it too (woo!)
You little motherfuckers ain’t gangster, they know you (right)
Don’t make me put a hit out on you (bop, bop, bop)
Don’t make me and my niggas come through (yeah)
You little motherfuckers ain’t gangster, they know

[Bridge: Swizz Beatz]
Goddammit! [Intro]
PG County Police! Press your life, how the fuck you feel? Call God now? Call God now? (Oh)
I ain’t have to do it, but I did it still (woo)
What I’m s’posed to do? (Woo!)
I ain’t have to do it, but I did it still (Oh)
Oh you actin’ hard now? (Oh)
Oh you actin’ hard? Get your hands above your fuckin’ heads! (Right)
What I’m s’posed to do? [Verse 1: Jay IDK]
Stick a middle-class kid in a bad school and that’s me (hi)
The bad apple that dangled up on the fam’s tree
Ballin’ to be like 2K, no Raz B
My fruit been forbidden, you niggas ain’t gotta ask Eve
The first one in my family to see the
Penitentiary when I shoulda been seein’ C’s, B’s
A’s too, mama and Martin just wasn’t able
To keep me studyin’ history in their teepee
Where the hoes at? [Verse 2: Jay IDK & Swizz Beatz]
Oh goddamn, yes the hell I am
I’ma run up in your house just to say I can
Tell a ho that I love her when the shit ain’t true
When I hit, she my bitch when she think she my boo
That’s fucked up, I know, but fuck that, I’m grown
I used to hit it in the kitchen when my mama not home
That’s messed up…
I’m tryna right my wrongs
But I’m sorry, them same wrongs help me write this song
Okay, runnin’ halls, runnin’ school, runnin’ home
Runnin’ pockets, gang gang (oh!)
Runnin’ church, mama say I don’t even pay attention anyway (real)
After church, call the clique, smoke the spliff, hit the lick, split the shit
Take this check, buy some kicks, man it’s it, yeah that’s it (right)
Told my job that I quit, tell the truth, I got fired
Boss said I had a warrant, I said, "You a lie"
Check my voicemail prior, guess who the shit was from
Third district sayin’, "Turn yourself in now ’cause we got the gun"
[Chorus: Jay IDK & Swizz Beatz]
We (yeah)
We don’t give a fuck about you
Your homie on your block’ll get it too
You little motherfuckers ain’t gangster, they know you (oh!)
Don’t make me put a hit out on you (oh!)
Don’t make me and my niggas come through (woo!)
You little motherfuckers ain’t gangster, they know

[Verse 1]
Santa baby, slip a sable under the tree for me
Been an awful good girl
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight
[Verse 2]
Santa baby, a 54 convertible too, light blue
I’ll wait up for you, dear
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight
[Chorus]
Think of all the fun I’ve missed
Think of all the fellas that I haven’t kissed
Next year I could be as good
If you’ll check off my Christmas list
[Verse 3]
Santa baby, I want a yacht and really that’s not a lot
Been an angel all year
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight
[Verse 4]
Santa honey, one little thing I really need, the deed
To a platinum mine
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

[Bridge]
Come and trim my Christmas tree
With some decorations bought at Tiffany
I really do believe in you
Let’s see if you believe in me
[Verse 5]
Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing, a ring
I don’t mean on the phone
Santa cutie, hurry down the chimney tonight
[Outro]
Hurry down the chimney tonight

[Verse 1]
Going overboard
I don’t wanna stop now
You just struck a chord
Spinning me around
It’s the energy
It’s the chemistry
Oh, oh
[Pre-Chorus]
Give me something that I never had
Give me something and I’ll meet you halfway
A little something that’s gonna make it last
One for you
One for me
[Chorus]
I, I need your loving
Give, give, give me something
All, all, all or nothing
Keep, keep, keep me buzzing
Buzzing
Buzzing
Buzzing
Buzzing

[Tommy Lee Jones]
The revolution gets it’s name by always coming back around in your face
You tried to kill me you son of a bitch, so welcome to the revolution
There’s more to follow, I’ll stay in touch
[Chorus]
Get lit up
When you talking out your face
Get hit up
The detectives gon’ close the case
Get lit up
See you fucked with us, we got to see you die
Get hit up
Bottle after bottle one more DUI
Get lit up
You gon’ have to let the swelling go down
Get hit up
Oh you ain’t got nothing to say no more now
Get lit up
Yeah I heard what ya said
Even if you living with an army its still off with your head
[Verse 1]
I know y’all think I’m out my mind (out my mind)
Your fired if you are one minute late
I dont play about my time (Get your shit and go)
Even when a nigga sleep I hustle
That’s how I grind (how I grind)
If you try to take food off my table
I’ma kill, I’ma die about mine (die ’bout mine)
Unghh
If I gotta do a murder I ain’t losing no sleep I’ma sleep so peaceful
Show up at the funeral like I ain’t did nothing give condolences to all of your people
I’m a crip grim reaper say my name 5 times I’ma make you pay for all of your evil
And if i do a drive by I do it in a Lamborghini I am too rich to do it in a Regal (ha ha)
Was from a hood called trust my people, from a block named show love boulevard
Now I’m from a hood called fuck my people from a block named no love boulevard
Now how can I ball, how can I ball
How can I catch my enemies and murder them all? [Chorus]
Get lit up
When you talking out your face
Get hit up
The detectives gon’ close the case
Get lit up
See you fucked with us, we got to see you die
Get hit up
Bottle after bottle one more DUI
Get lit up
You gon’ have to let the swelling go down
Get hit up
You ain’t got nothing to say no more now
Get lit up
Yeah I heard what ya said
Even if you living with an army it’s still off with your head
[Verse 2]
Nigga I lit yo whole street
That’s the .50 If you still living that mean you dove deep
I’m a hood regular but you ain’t known in these streets
So connected ‘Ro don’t need a telephone in these streets
On MLK in every city it’s a real nigga hustling
And fuck niggas in the way they just on the field fumbling
But I ain’t got no time for that
Gun in the front with a pound in back
I give a nigga what he looking for I bet he won’t do it no more
You can see where his mind is at
Through cereal bowl holes, yes I’m cocoa pops up in this bitch
Murder gangs, once they start it ain’t no stopping in this bitch
It’s Joseph McVey baby, shooting this a way and that way baby
I’ma put it in they face, Mocity Don, King of the Ghetto
God forgive me, I don’t want to be a devil
But these niggas be and these bitches be
Having meetings ’bout killing me
For more show money and more hoe money
Houston Texas will never hear the end of me
I don’t pretend to be cause I am
Y’all already know what I’m talking ’bout
But we gon’ keep that on the low cause real killers don’t talk a lot

[Chorus]
Get lit up
When you talking out your face
Get hit up
The detectives gon’ close the case
Get lit up
See you fucked with us, we got to see you die
Get hit up
Bottle after bottle one more DUI
Get lit up
You gon’ have to let the swelling go down
Get hit up
Oh you ain’t got nothing to say no more now
Get lit up
Yeah I heard what ya said
Even if you living with an army it’s still off with your head

Cuban sticks in a jacuzzi tub like Scarface
Niggas be rentin these houses in videos little do they know that’s my place
That’s payed up, you owe still; I need the cash in hand like dope deals
And I can give your girl everything that put in my five-course meal

[Chorus]
You too fly to fuck with any guy
You know I’m on your line
Give a real one a try
To give you everythang
Cash I got enough to blow
(Everythang)
Think I got enough to show
(Everythang)
Trip and whip it just for show
(Everythang)
Yeah yeah ye yeah yeah
(Everythang) [Verse1: Tank]
You just want a nigga that’ll
Treat you like a pop star
Let you blow the budget on the
Turn-up like a rock star
Cuff you and just fuck you in the
Back seat of a cop car
You just want it real and if you
Lookin’ I ain’t that far
Oooooh Oh, you just want the cash and the fast life
Know you see the Lambo’ you can see that I’m the fast type
I can make you famous got the cameras and the flashlights
You just want a daddy you ain’t neva’ gotta ask twice
[Bridge]
You supposed to wanna be wit’ a boss, whoo
Not supposed to give a fuck about the cost, yeah
You look too good to take a loss
Hop your little pretty ass in and let’s floss
[Chorus]
You too fly to fuck with any guy
You know I’m on your line
Give a real one a try
To give you everythang

Cash I got enough to blow
(Everythang)
Think I got enough to show
(Everythang)
Trip and whip it just for show
(Everythang)
Yeah yeah ye yeah yeah
(Everythang)
[Verse 2: Trey Songz]
(I like it)
You just want a nigga that’ll
Treat you like a pop star
You just wanna ride real
Fast with the top off
You just wanna ride real
Slow wit’cha top off
I got all the time might as
Well take my watch oooo-
Off; you just want the cash and the fast life
You just want a nigga that could change your life
Good sex that could go a long way
And I got money that can do the same thang yeah yeah
[Bridge]
You supposed to wanna be wit’ a boss, whoo
Not supposed to give a fuck about the cost, yeah
You look too good to take a loss
Hop your little pretty ass in and let’s floss

[Chorus]
You too fly to fuck with any guy
You know I’m on your line
Give a real one a try
To give you everythang
Cash I got enough to blow
(Everythang)
Think I got enough to show
(Everythang)
Trip and whip it just for show
(Everythang)
Yeah yeah ye yeah yeah
(Everythang)
[Verse 2: Ludacris]
Ha — wrist frozen like Queen Elsa, nigga
Pinned her down; got your chick in a full Nelson, nigga
I’m here to put in work otherwise my job is useless
Your women pretend they brainless; my women pretend they toothless
All a nigga wanna do is blow a couple thousand how that sound to ya
When you move in love you need someone that’s always down down for ya
They can make you feel comfortable and grant your every wish
Who you know go park his jet and have twenty bitches twerkin on the landin’ strip
Me that’s who!

The media deceiving you
They misrepresent and misquote and then they misleading you
Belief is a funny thing, in case you’re wondering
If they want the ring, they coming for the throne like they the sons of kings
These average rappers is acting up for the dough
Yea I tell you what I believe, but I back it up with what I know
It’s the facts versus the facts simile, your raps killing me
My last victory was great moments of Black history
I celebrated with a bottle I just brought back from Italy
And some loud, I got super packs like I backed Hillary
Lost in desire, I walked through the devil’s fire
I inspire the resurrection of kings like Hezekiah
The trust you put in me to be a beast with this rhyming
That’s where the rubber meets the road and where your faith meets science
Let’s go

[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
In what you don’t see, I understand
But the picture is so much bigger
Than what we could even imagine
It’s hard to feel better
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Put your faith into action
Heads up and eyes open
[Outro: Talib Kweli & Yummy Bingham]
Take it to the top, take it to the top
Take it to the top, take it to the top
Take it to the top, take it to the top [Intro: Talib Kweli]
Take it to the top
Yea, that’s where we at with it
Take it to the top
Just cause you are a character
Don’t mean you have character
We taking stock right now
You ready? Let’s go
[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
A wise man know what he know and what he doesn’t
If he’s not really sure what he’s saying, he don’t discuss it
A righteous man walks the earth without judgment
And loves his enemies enough to deliver justice
A pious man relies on religion for his direction
At times he introspective, but his bible he’ll never question
A dying man will make a confession, try to get into heaven
Thinking his lifestyle is blocking his blessing
A violent man will stock up on weapons and go to war for his
Get post-traumatic stress disorder, become an officer
A man of peace uses his words in different mediums
He’ll bleed for his beliefs practicing civil disobedience
An honest man knows only lies are scared of the truth
His word is his bond, but his action’s always to prove
A faithful man never need evidence to believe
But still he gotta work for the blessings that he receives
Let’s go

[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
In what you don’t see, I understand
But the picture is so much bigger
Than what we could even imagine
It’s hard to feel better
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Put your faith into action
Heads up and eyes open
[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Top tier niggas blossomed in the basement
All the nights that we were lacking those refreshments
Rain down, thunder storm with the flows
Articulate with the bounce, now I’m back like I’m Derrick Rose
Once the one on the bench with the snotty nose
Never [?] would hold me when I was cold
Communion Sunday, my twenties, went in the [?]
Forgive me lord for them bitches the night before
[?] and these Bentleys I can’t afford
Gotta be the example for children to do their chores
Blowing weed smoke on the cover of The Source
Rolling Stones [?] was the boss
Fallen soldier on his own so we march
Roll up a bag of that weed, therefore I spark
Recite the Quran, I’m in the dark
Devil knocking on my door, he like a narc

[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
In what you don’t see, I understand
But the picture is so much bigger
Than what we could even imagine
It’s hard to feel better
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Put your faith into action
Heads up and eyes open
[Verse 3: Talib Kweli]
No excuses, if I start it then I’ll see it through
God is what I see in you, so you might as well believe in you
Think what you see on TV’s true?

And my head in the clouds, is that him? Watch us, guilty
Ain’t no move in the parking lot prophecies
That’s why act an addiction, you can’t find me
Oh ain’t no smiles, ain’t no joke
No bitches, please
Ain’t no rest for my soul til’ I come clean
I’ll hear from the lord if I speak
So back off and let me eat, let me feast
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
I’m not mad at you
Things I’m going through make me act the fool
Please don’t think I’m cruel
Really normally I’m cool
There is nothing you can do
Hey
When my words are few
Things ain’t what they seem
Feeling like I’m fooling me
I know god is calling me
I’m not where I’m supposed to be
Sitting here smoking trees
When I should be on my knees
When my words are few
[Verse 3: B.Slade]
I know that I chose to backslide
But now I know the way
I was born and raised in this thing
And that’s something I chose to do
Church all my life
I ain’t stepped outside but now I feel the light calling me
Back to the fall
[Interlude: B.Slade & Snoop Dogg] [Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
There are times when I don’t wanna speak
Grab a pen, scratch your chin, make the beat
Maybe not, smokin’ pot on the beach
Paranoid with my boys, where my keys? And my boys trippin’ hard like nigga, chill
Someone new with the mouthful of boot
Now my boys, they come in with the deal
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
I’m not mad at you
Things I’m going through make me act the fool
Please don’t think I’m cruel
Really normally I’m cool
There is nothing you can do
Hey
When my words are few
Things ain’t what they seem
Feeling like I’m fooling me
I know god is calling me
I’m not where I’m supposed to be
Sitting here smoking trees
When I should be on my knees
When my words are few
[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
Why you hounding me in the house of the lord?

Summer’s here, bring it on
Another year, one more beer, another song
Comes on the radio, so loud and clear
Your whisper comes in my ear
I follow like a season
Not afraid of what I’m feeling, oh
I’m swinging with my eyes closed
Got my hair down a wide open road
I’m swinging with my eyes closed
Only god knows how far it goes
Fist up in the air
Oh like we don’t care
Swinging
Life is short, nights are long
Nothing’s sure in this world till we’re gone
Fear disappears each time I close my eyes
I kiss you once (kiss kiss), I kiss you twice
It’s in the air we’re breathing
Oh can you taste the freedom, oh oh
I’m swinging with my eyes closed
Got my hair down a wide open road
I’m swinging with my eyes closed
Only god knows how far it goes
Fist up in the air
Oh like we don’t care
Swinging
(Only god knows how far it goes
With my eyes closed, got my hair down
A wide open road)
I’m swinging with my eyes closed
Only god knows how far it goes
Fist up in the air
Oh like we don’t care
Fist up in the air
Oh like we don’t care
Swinging

The parties out in the yard? [Verse 1]
I remember talking and drinking what we could find
Burnin’ all those candles and stayin’ up through the night
We’d make reservations for the places we know we’d never try
But then oh, we found some rich love
I remember feeling broke as a bottle of wine
I didn’t move to the city to count all my pennies and worship the Hollywood sign
She’d say, "Hey man, nice to meet you,"
But she’d take it in one last time
And I know, cause I found some fake love
[Chorus]
Ooh, broke as a bottle of wine
Ooh, but drink with you all damn night
Ooh, I’m not trying to trade love
Cause if we don’t find money
Then what we got honey is just enough
We got some rich love
[Post-Chorus]
She’d say, "Hey man,"
She’d say, "Hey man, nice to meet you,"
She’d say, "Hey man, nice to meet you,"
But she’d take it in one last time and I know
[Verse 2]
Do you remember dancing? We would piss off the neighbors
They’d eventually call the cops
And I was saving up for something, hoping life would finally start
Cause oh, we had some new love

[Chorus]
Ooh, broke as a bottle of wine
Ooh, but drink with you all damn night
Ooh, broke as a bottle of wine
Cause if we don’t find money
Then what we got honey lifts it up
We got some rich love
[Post-Chorus]
She’d say, "Hey man,"
She’d say, "Hey man, nice to meet you,"
She’d say, "Hey man, nice to meet you,"
But she’d take it in one last time and I know
[Bridge]
We’re broke as a bottle of wine
Oh, we’re broke as a bottle of wine
Said, we’re broke as a bottle of wine
We’re broke as a bottle of wine
Broke as a bottle of wine
We’re broke as a bottle of wine
Cause if we don’t find money
Then what we got honey lifts it up
We got some rich love
[Post-Bridge]
She’d say, "Hey man,"
She’d say, "Hey man, nice to meet you,"
We’re broke as a bottle of wine
We’re broke as a bottle of wine
Cause if we don’t find money
Then what we got honey lifts it up
We got some rich love

[Outro]
We’re broke as a bottle of wine
Broke as a bottle of wine
We’re broke as a bottle of wine, bottle of wine
We’re broke as a bottle of wine
We’re broke as a bottle of wine
Cause if we don’t find money
Then what we got honey lifts it up
We got some rich love